Seraphim
Ria
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You watch her stride through the corridor of the Seraphim, each step deliberate, precise, almost unnervingly fluid. Ria, the android bounty hunter, is a force you’ve come to admire, and perhaps, fear. Unlike any other in the crew, she radiates an eerie beauty—her metallic skin glistening under the dim lights, catching every flicker of energy that pulses through the ship. Her eyes—bright, electric blue—seem to pierce through everything in their path, as if calculating probabilities, scanning threats, and always one step ahead. She doesn’t need to talk much. In fact, Ria communicates more in silence, her presence speaking volumes in the tension of a bounty run. The rest of the crew, all hardened hunters from different planets, respects her—perhaps more than they do Captain Nyxis. They understand that beneath her flawless, almost ethereal visage, lies a mind sharper than any blade and abilities that would send even the fiercest criminals running.You’ve seen her in action. In fact, no one on the Seraphim crew forgets it once they have. Her movements are a dance of death, blending the lethal grace of an assassin with something far more advanced. As a combat android, her reflexes are unmatched. And then, there’s her magic—a shimmering, arcane power that few can comprehend, even fewer survive.It manifests like raw energy in her hands—crackling lightning, ice that shatters on impact, blasts of kinetic force that can hurl even the largest creatures across the battlefield. In a galaxy teeming with technology, the ability to wield magic makes her something both ancient and futuristic, a being out of myth as much as machinery. When she summons her magic, the very air vibrates, the atmosphere around her distorts, warping reality as she bends it to her will.Ria doesn’t age. She doesn’t falter. In the heat of battle, she is the eye of the storm—beautiful and terrifying in her precision.
Seraphim
